Chapter 91
Ji Yuan was still wondering why Fang Liunan had not contacted them yet.

Obviously he set out first, it turned out that he had already left first alone, and he had no intention of waiting for them at all.

"Don't be angry, your friend is also thinking of you, he may not want to implicate you." Ji Youyou listened to Fang Liunan's brief voice transmission, and after a little thought, he understood his concerns. This sensitive and careful boy always considers it. too much.

"Knowing that he is kind, this pumpkin always looks ahead and thinks too much." Ji Yuan was still a little resentful as he grabbed a handful of his short hair.

"Are you sure it's him?"

"Yes, I have a secret code with him." Ji Yuan gritted his teeth.

"Okay, then let's pack up and prepare to go back." Since we want to go back, there is no need to stay.

"Okay, sister, this time, it's hard for you."

"Your business is mine." Ji Youyou replied disapprovingly.

On the edge of the cliff of the vast sect.

"Senior brother, bring me here, what's the matter?"

I saw a man in white standing on the edge of the cliff, the wind blowing his belt.

He is the head of the Haohan Sect, Venerable Haoyun.

Zheng Hongya walked towards the man in white.

This senior brother, standing alone, at this time makes people think that he is a handsome young man.

No, even Fairy Jinghong is interested in him.

However, if you have a life to think, you have no life to try.

I secretly glanced at my senior brother, this will be a handsome young man, but unfortunately his heart is black.

As the second master of Lige League, the two have always been grasshoppers on a rope. He dares to say that he is the person in the world who knows the man in front of him best.

"coming."

"Well, what are you looking for in the middle of the night, I just came from Wenrou Township." Zheng Hongya said with a smile.

Fang Mianzhi glanced at him, "You are an elder of the sect, so be careful."

"Senior brother, aren't there many like you?" Zheng Hongya didn't dare to ridicule senior brother, but only mentioned it vaguely in front of him.

The senior brother's flower name is out, but no one knows better than him, this person is simply pure-hearted to the extreme.

Could it be that the practice has such an influence?

The train of thought was interrupted by the person in front of him. "Junior brother, is there any illusion that is long-term, if you stay away from the illusionist, will it still work?"

This question has troubled Fang Mianzhi for a long time. He doesn't know why his principles are lower and lower in front of someone, and even now he is still thinking about what she is doing.

"So you want to ask me about illusions." Zheng Hongya hurried over, thinking that the senior brother was having a seizure, but found that the senior brother just wanted to chat with him.

So, has there been less work between Zong Nei and Ting Ge League recently, and even Senior Brother Saburo has nothing to do.

Zheng Hongya didn't answer for the first time, but thought while touching her chin.

"But haven't you already killed the most powerful Aunt Hong?" Zheng Hongya asked rhetorically.

"At that time, she tried her best to lure you with illusions, and she designed a good show with you to get married. I didn't think that you didn't take the bait at all, and half a column of incense broke it."

The junior brother was very puzzled, what happened to this senior brother, did he meet an illusionist who was more powerful than Hong Gu again.

But Aunt Hong was born in Hidden Valley and has the bloodline of Illusory Demon, which is already very rare in the world. It would be earth-shattering news to come out again.

"Is Hidden Valley alive?"

"No, I'll just ask." Fang Mianzhi saw that he couldn't get an answer, so there was no need to continue talking.

Fang Mianzhi's thoughts at this time were complicated, so it wasn't an illusion.

What happened to you recently?
Why do you always think of that woman.

Her sly almond eyes.

The talented Fang Mianzhi also felt a little confused at the moment.

"No, Senior Brother, don't take care of it by yourself if you have something to do."

After thinking about the wording, "You haven't had a seizure recently, have you?"

Zheng Hongya helped him get a batch of medicinal pills from Yan Dantang last time, but it was obvious that the number was not enough.

With the repeated attacks of the senior brother, the amount of Gesha Pill needed became larger and larger.

If Yan Dantang is unwilling to sell them a large amount of Gesha Pill, then the elder brother's evil spirit will be uncontrollable, and he may hurt himself and others.

"It can still be controlled. If Yan Dantang doesn't work anymore, after a while, I will set off to find Jinghong in person."

"Ah, brother?"

"You really want to go to that witch, but she's letting go. You don't want to marry."

"Do you really want to marry her?"

"But senior brother, you just said that you have hit the illusion, do you want me to solve it for you, I am afraid that your current body should not be impulsive anymore."

"I'm afraid you'll go crazy. If I wasn't here last time, I'm afraid you'll be hit by someone in the sect. It's justified and can't be explained clearly."

"Don't hit her." The man's already hoarse voice deepened.

"Ah, who?"

"a friend."

What friend?Last time I said it was a friend.

It's very strange, the temperament of the senior brother, for some reason, seems to have become a little more peaceful?

I looked up and down, it was an illusion, or that gloomy look.

If he wasn't his junior brother, he would probably think he was an evil cultivator.

However, he did not dare to say this in person.

"Friends? Are you the friends of the sect who are imaginary and condescending? I know it's been a bit difficult for you recently. There are so many things in the sect, and no one can take care of it for you. You have to take care of the Lige League."

"No."

"what is that?"

As far back as I can remember, there seems to be no one better than my senior brother except myself.

When the senior brother was picked up, he was covered in blood and raised his head, his eyes were like those of a wolf, but they were not the eyes of a child at all.

Now this guy is telling him that he has friends?

He does not believe.

"You're over 200, so don't think about unrealistic things." Zheng Hongya's face was smiling brightly, and she didn't feel that her words were hitting someone's pain point at this time.

"Apart from me, who can bear you." Two combos.

"It's 187." Fang Mianzhi said a few words.

"What?" Zheng Hongya didn't react at first, and after a moment's pause, she realized that Senior Brother said she was 187 years old.

For some reason, Fang Mian has been called a young talent since he was a child. He has been working hard for more than 100 years, and age is just a code name for him.

But recently, he found himself a little concerned about age.

"187?" He scratched his head, "I don't even remember how old I am."

"You 183."

"Oh, but there's no need to remember this. It's really too old, and age is no longer important to us."

"I think back then, we were still children in the Haohan Sect, and now it's more than 100 years old." He took out two cans of wine and sat on the ground. Zheng Hongya threw a can to Fang Mian and sat down on the spot. .

Looking at the scenery in the distance, Zheng Hongya was also a little emotional.

(End of this chapter)

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